Lazer Dim 700 Sins Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
p*ssy-ass nigga
I get up, I get up

[Verse]
This shit hit your car, you car can't move
Racks I spent on tennis shoes
Just to step on that motherf*ckin' food
Turbo in my whip, the way that bitch growlin'
Lil' twin want it bad, in your yard crawlin'
Bitin' on my swag, I forgot to trademark it
Come through the cut dodgin' the narcs
Be with your freak, she eatin' corn starch
Bitin' on my cheek, I'm inhalin' 'za
Rich criminal, still breakin' the law
AR in my hood, this bitch a sawed-off
Ain't havin' drip, you got the shit discount
.40 cal, havin' big-boy blick now
I know how to work the scope with my stick now
Every time I push up, I'm lurkin' around
Box you in, you shouldn't have got out of bounds
Drac' spook everybody 'cause the bitch loud
My grams a dub, I'm taxin'
Snuck the blick inside the party, I'm packin'
If it's smoke with one of my opps, then we whack shit
Brokе the scale, I had way too many plays
You don't be outsidе, you don't post on the J
Thirty rip my shoes on the first day
Walked out the cut with a blade
At the end of the day, we link in the hood, what we made?
Internet thuggin', niggas be J's
Sold all my weed, we robbin' the play
Bitch cut her lights off
She ready to f*ck, I ain't have time to take my ice off
We gon' smoke blunts in the White House
Hood like a maze, shit Wipeout
I be frustrated in traffic, I'm wiggin'
Soon as you first started the race, we finish 'em
Shoot the fire standstill, savin' my energy
And this bitch havin' some range, it's limitless
f*ck nigga changin' his name, his images
Nigga gon' pull out your brain like a scientist
He gon' shake it, I just seen a cop car
Hood lit, swear this shit Worldstar
It's some smoke, that just piss a nigga off
Slap you out if my name was in your mouth
Servin' 'za we got, we bring it to your house Cheddar Bob, shoot a hole through his drawers
Blicked up, I got my gun in the mall
Smokin' this dope, I'm hittin' at the wall
Niggas be hoes, cheetah-print drawers
You messed up your load, you don't know how to flip
Drank after drank, I don't know how to sip
In traffic, gotta get up with me
Three-five, gotta give me a fifty
A show in your hood, I got to get litty
Come to my hood, they robbin' the tourists
I know I'ma shoot if nobody gon' do it
If it's some smoke, they hide in the 'Wood
Lil'-ass fast car, nose straight as f*ck
Crushin' up the ganja, shit gettin' yuck
Nigga in the past tense, he stuck
Poppin' shit, you see whenever I pull up
Droppin' hot shit like I ate Takis
Sneaky link, every time, I got rocket
Cap like he was in my hood, stop it
Whole city like a GTA lobby
If we see an opp, we run to him
If we see an opp, we run up to him
My lil' partner need a grenade, I throw one
Dripped as f*ck, got 30K on the store run
f*ck the ho, pull out her lace, I won't buy one
Flip the clip and everybody fled, they gon' start runnin'
I don't wear Margiela, Stunna wear Balenci'
Rickies drippin', but I'm shoppin' Givenchy
Took a post in my hood, they call your bluff
Nigga never shot his Glock, it gon' rust
Bitch think she got my love, got my trust
When I first came in, came in
I looked like a f*ckin' caveman
This like a missile, my pistol
I'm still runnin' plays, I don't hear the whistle
I know she gon' f*ck, so she f*ck with my music
It's 2025, you don't listen to my music
You dummy as f*ck, you need to wake up
I don't got the smoke, I got drugs in my cup
Lil' bro got the pint, he pour everybody up
Nigga havin' stripes, he still gettin' beat up
I got a line right now in the two-liter
Pourin' a line right now in the two-liter
Yeah, yeah, yeah